My alarm blared obnoxious sounds, the sun radiating all over my room and shining it's uv rays right on my face indicating I should get up for school. It means I'll undergo another dreadful day at school.
"Baekhyun, Im leaving." My brother, Baekbom knocked.
Go on, leave. As if I care.
When I got to school, the usual thing. I got to our room and waited for our teacher.
"Excuse me, may I excuse Mr. Byun for a second?" Ms. Kwon asked through our door.
"Good morning Ms. Kwon," I bowed in front of her.
"Good morning Baekhyun." She smiled.
"What can I do for you Ms. Kwon?" I asked.
"Can you do me a favor? You see, Mr. Kim the past owner of this school is seeking for a tutor that can help her daughter through her academics. And I figured out it can be you," she explained.
"Sure Ms. Kwon." I bowed my head.
"It won't be such I burden to you, I hope. Because she's attending the same classes as yours. In fact, she's transferring today. And she's running late...
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